I thought they were gone forever
Until someone told me that it was okay
Reminded me not to strain
Told me to take my time and meant it.
Looked at me with kind eyes
With patience that would divide into
Thousands of kisses
Replacing hisses
No more “slut” “whore” “pathetic bitch”s
No more mismatched romance decided by
How lightly I chose to walk that day
Is this what love is supposed to say?
Ivy Nieve 